Your Mom and I journeyed to Wausau on Monday to attend the funeral of Son-in-Law Tom’s father. It was obvious that his Dad, Bob was very respected in the community and had lots and lots of friends. May he rest in peace.
Grandson Dominic is preparing to get his driver’s license (April, 2014). They start the process much earlier than when I was in high school. Over the road driving begins soon.
It is interesting how qualification for driving has evolved. When Mom’s mother, Lyla started driving there were no tests (1920’s). You just applied for a drivers license and you were registered. By the time I reached age 16 in 1956, each high school administered a 12 week class on the rules of driving. It was up to the potential driver to practice with somebody’s car (usually parents). On the day of the my road test, I reported to the police station. The written test was administered and the road test were taken on the same day. I took my road test in a 1955 pea green Plymouth (which was a “piece of crap”). It was a stick shift mounted on the steering column. I remember stalling the car on a required U-turn. I cooly restarted the engine, completed the turn and waited to be rejected on the road test. To my surprise, I passed. The driving instructor said that he passed me because I retained my composure on the “stall”.
I am sure the education process for Dominic is much more complex than my early training. He can’t wait to get his hads on the family Nissan 4 door “hummer”. Kids have not changed. No, he doesn’t get to drive my used Beemer.
Grandson Mitchell’s high school football team in Middleton won last Friday in the Division 1 championship playoffs. They play again Friday.
Thursday is Halloween! I can’t wait to “jump up and down” for 4 hours from watching NFL football to serve all the witches and goblins candy. Bah, humbug. Usually the smaller the kid, the cuter the costume.
Stay warm!
Love,
Dad